The boxing ring, one zhang long and one zhang wide, was quickly erected, and pillars were erected at the four corners, connected by a rope one foot thick, and a thin layer of felt was nailed to the table.

Anyway, that's probably what it means, it's almost the same, and if there's anything to change in the future, it's okay to change it at any time.

Yang Shaofeng sat under the ring calmly, and said to Zhu Zhanji next to him with a smile: "It's going to start in a while, take a good look." ”

Zhu Zhanji rubbed his forehead and said helplessly: "You like to watch those Kunlun slaves boxing, even if you can watch it yourself, why do you have to pull me?" My son has just learned to call people these days, isn't it more important than watching this boxing match? ”

Yang Shaofeng snorted and said: "Your bastard son, I hugged him and asked him to shout uncle, but he peed on me, do you still have the face?" Besides, this boxing match is all money, you don't care about money, you have to make some money for your son, right? ”

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng as if he was looking at a fool: "I need to make money for my son?" Don't you have a share of all your messy workshops? ”

Yang Shaofeng said: "Let's not mention the workshop?" ”

Zhu Zhanji said: "Okay." Do you have a share of the business in the border city? ”

Yang Shaofeng said: "Don't we mention the border city?" ”

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Okay." Do I have a hundred and ten sets of courtyards in Shuntianfu? ”

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji and said, "I don't want to talk to you, I want to watch the boxing match now." This is the first boxing championship and must not be missed. ”

Zhu Zhanji's heart was even more unhappy: "Can you pay more attention to what you say?" It's okay for the folk to say anything about boxing champions or the like, but when this word comes out of your mouth, how much do you hate these Kunlun slaves for not dying? ”

Zheng He, who was next to him, suddenly answered: "It's okay, there are many of these things in West Kunlun, and I'll catch them when I die." Speaking of which, our family is also very curious, these Kunlun slaves are stupid, what should they look like when they punch? ”

Under the boxing ring, when Yang Shaofeng and the others were talking, an interpreter was already standing on the boxing ring, and his red face was a little embarrassed, first bowed to the bottom of the boxing ring, and then took a deep breath and said loudly: "In this game, the two sides are Holyfield from West Kunlun and Tyson from West Kunlun!" ”

Zhu Zhanji, who was under the ring, looked at the translation with a flushed face curiously, and then turned his gaze to Yang Shaofeng: "This is what you came up with?" ”

Yang Shaofeng nodded and said, "The game, of course, you have to report the physical data and records of both sides, and then you can make people bet, right?" But it's much easier after that, just stick it outside the gym before the fight and have people bet on it. ”

At this time, the interpreter in the ring said loudly: "Holyfield, weighs two hundred and five pounds, is eight feet tall, and has a record of zero wins and zero losses." Tyson weighs 200 pounds and is also eight feet tall, with a record of zero wins and zero losses! Now for both players, please enter! ”

Zhu Zhanji suddenly found that he had no face to look at anymore - two Kunlun slaves with bare upper bodies and shorts on their lower bodies walked in from two directions of the ring, one wearing blue shorts and the other wearing red shorts.

As soon as the bell rang, Tyson and Holyfield rushed towards each other, while the interpreter stayed on the ring and explained to both sides from time to time.

"Oops, it's a shame Tyson's left hook didn't hit Holyfield. Tyson may not be familiar with this boxer, but I can tell you responsibly that he can kill a cow with one punch! If that punch just hits, Lewis will definitely not be too happy. ”

"Holyfield was smart, he dodged Tyson's punches! Look, he's putting his head on Tyson, and because of the rules, Tyson can't attack him in this case! ”

"The crooked criticism of the mother!" (The ancients really had this kind of scolding!) ）

The interpreter suddenly cursed, then rushed up to open Tyson and Holyfield, and shouted under the ring: "Tyson bit Holyfield's ear!" ”

I have to admit that although Zhu Zhanji thinks that Tyson and Holyfield are the same thing, and the so-called boxing match is not very good-looking, but this kind of fist to the flesh, muscles and sweat are still very impactful.

Even Zheng He, who was next to him, clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes were full of red bloodshot when he looked at the boxing ring, as if he wanted to go on stage to fight boxing in person.

Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Zhanji, then at Zheng He, and then said with a smile: "How is it?" ”

Zhu Zhanji snorted and said, "Just these two fools, you can kill them if you find two of them in Jin Wuwei." ”

Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "What you said is on the battlefield, but not in this ring. There are no rules on the battlefield, and the rules in the ring are restrictive, and if you change to ordinary people, it is estimated that you will only be killed by them. ”

Zheng He nodded and said, "The fists of these two Kunlun slaves are indeed very heavy. I observed it just now, and if that boxing ring hits an ordinary person, it is estimated that it will be a human life. ”

After finishing speaking, Zheng He pondered again and said: "No, these Kunlun slaves are tall and big, their fists are heavy, but they are still lazy and stupid. ”

Yang Shaofeng stared at the boxing match that restarted in the ring, and said disapprerovantly: "These Kunlun slaves who are boxing watch it closely, and if they dare to make trouble, they will be slaughtered directly." As for the rest of those who want to be used as laborers, they will be fine if they go back and let Wuxin and Lao Bei work hard, and they will be fine. ”

In the ring, the bell was struck again, Tyson and Holyfield walked to the two corners of the ring, and a bunch of people rushed up to hand water and wipe sweat, which looked quite lively.

Zhu Zhanji looked at the doctor who checked the pulse of the two of them and asked, "Do you want to be so exaggerated?" It's just a punch, but you still need a doctor to check the pulse? I remember you saying that there are several rounds in each game, do you mean that you have to take their pulse every round? ”

Yang Shaofeng snorted and said: "That's natural, these are all treasures like lucky boys, if you fight two punches, it will be completely abolished, what will you do in the future?" Throw it on the construction site?

Now there is a doctor to take their pulse, and once they find that they can't hold on, they can stop the game in time, and then play the next game after they recover. ”

Zheng He couldn't help but be a little envious: "One person and one doctor, when our family went to sea, there weren't many medical officers in the entire fleet. ”

Yang Shaofeng laughed, but there was an inexplicable meaning hidden in the laughter: "Look at those who play cockfighting, which one is not serving cockfighting well?" ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Shaofeng turned his head to Xu Jingchang, who was sitting behind Zhu Zhanji, and said, "How much did Grandpa Guo bet just now?" ”

Xu Jingchang had a gloomy face and said, "Bet on Tyson, one hundred taels." I thought Tyson was going to be stronger than that Ho Bad, so I bet a little more. Now it seems that this surnamed Tai may not be able to win the surname Huo. ”

Yang Shaofeng snorted, then turned his head to Zhu Zhanji and said, "Hear it, Dingguo Gong has pledged one hundred taels, how much do you say others will bet?" ”

Xu Jingchang looked at Yang Shaofeng with an unkind face-even if he used himself as a sheep, he was still discussing how to slaughter more sheep in front of his own sheep......

Yang Shaofeng laughed and said, "Actually, I also bet on Tyson for one hundred taels." In the end, it doesn't matter if these Thai people can win or those surnamed Huo can win, it doesn't really matter. If you win, you will earn some money and go home, and if you lose, the money will also be used to build bridges, pave roads and build schools, which is a great good thing accumulated by doing good deeds! ”

Zhu Zhanji chuckled: "I can't talk about these messy truths." However, there is one more question that you have thought about? ”

Yang Shaofeng said: "What else is the problem? ”

Zhu Zhanji said: "Kunlun slaves are not only men, but also women. You don't know the virtues of those nobles and scholars in our Ming Dynasty, in case you ......"

Xu Jingchang, who saw that he had suffered an unwarranted disaster, looked at the boxing ring, and then said in a low voice: "Don't worry, if the female Kunlun slaves are all like this, no one will look down on them." ”

Hearing Xu Jingchang say this, Yang Shaofeng felt uneasy.

Yang Shaofeng simply knows too well what these nobles and scholars are—to put it simply, they will play whatever they want, and they will do whatever they want to die!

Think of the scholars and doctors in history who ran naked and took drugs, and then think of the scholars of the Qing Dynasty who liked to bind their feet......

No fucking good thing.

What's even more fucking up is that there was a not-so-famous woman in history, Li Lingrong.

Just looking at the name, the name Lingrong is absolutely good, and later it was even more expensive for the mother and son, and finally became the queen mother of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

But they are real Kunlun slaves.

If one day Zhu Laosi plans to draw Xi Kunlun to Daming's plate, then Yang Shaofeng will definitely turn this one out of the pile of old papers, and then find enough evidence to prove that Xi Kunlun is Li Lingrong's maiden family or simply find a way to prove that Xi Kunlun is the dojo of the Queen Mother of the West.

But now, Yang Shaofeng was worried that these nobles and scholars would suddenly go crazy and shift their attention from Gao Liji to Kunlun Nu.

After all, Gao Liji is also ugly, except for being a little whiter than Kunlun Nu, the rest may not be able to catch up with other Kunlun Nu.

To put it simply, Gao Liji's chest may be two taels of meat, and the chest of Kunlun Nu may be four taels, can this feel the same?

Just like those dignitaries and nobles in the Tang Dynasty like to buy orchids and take them home as concubines, who knows if these nobles and scholars will go crazy......